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It was early in the morning, another day in my shop.
After the series from yesterday, Nicholas returned to his job. He may have taken offence when I told him that I wasn't a charitable person. But I found it annoying because I didn't require his assistance with everything. Hundred thousand dollars was simply too much. With that money, I could establish my own company, which would be much better.
I didn't need to get used to having him pay for everything.
I was walking towards the shop, headphones in and my glasses on in case of any paparazzi. I was seriously not bothered for them; the shop was empty along with the streets since it is ten in the morning.
I continued hiking when I noticed a figure leaning against my window of the store. Both hands in his pocket, I rip out my headphones when I take my keys out from my pockets. "Can I help you?" I asked shoving my keys inside, the man's hands slip out of his pockets to pull his hood down. I hold onto my keys; I didn't like judging, but I felt uncomfortable.
"I'm Jakes older brother, you must be the famous Arabella Taylor he keeps talking about." I let out a sigh of relief as I give him a heart-warming smile. He was good looking but not as good looking as Nicholas. Why am I comparing the two for?
He had blonde hair like Jake and green eyes, they seemed very alike but you could tell he was older. I open my shop door and nod my head as I indicate that he can come inside. "Right, well you know my name. What's yours?"
"Mike, short for Michael." I shake his hands as I slip my coat of, pushing my hair out. I knew I wouldn't be here for long since I have a shopping spree with Ace. So, I decided to look slightly better than yesterday, I was wearing a beige V-Neck long sleeve tight fitted bodycon dress. With a pair of my favourite heels. Thanks to Lauren.
"Wow...You wear this to a florist? I should visit more flower shops."
I chuckle softly and shake my head as I grab an apron for Mike and myself. "Not typically, my husband is taking me out on a date in a few hours," I shoot back.
"I don't see a ring on your finger." He says flirtatiously.
"Because I am getting them polished," he smiles weirdly, "anyways. This is the florist, down there is the locker room where you come in and get changed. You need to learn all these flowers of by heart. So, when a customer comes in and asks, you would know exactly what it is. It's actually a good thing you came." I pointed at him.
I shifted towards the tills and looked at the stock update, "yeah, so we have the stock ups. A van is coming out front. I need you to help me pick up the new coming flowers."
"Of course,"
"Great, and other than that. That's basically it. The customer is always right, don't forget that." Mike nods his head staring me in the face, I give him a quick smile before I hear my phone ringing. Expecting it to be Nicholas. A timer, I look out the store and see the van.
"Just on time. Come on, just take out the flowers when I say so." He follows behind me, I open the doors. The man slams his car door shut, holding the clipboard underneath his arms as he opens the vans. "Callum, how are you?"
"I'm good, beautiful, how about you?" He speaks.
"I'm fine, is everything here?"
"Yes ma'am. I need you to sign here for the Begonia's." I nod my head, he hands me the clipboard and a pen, I look through the papers and turn my head to Mike.
"Mike you can start taking out the flowers please and be careful please." Mike salutes me and grabs himself a box of flowers as he takes it into the store, I continue reading to make sure the financials were all right.
"New worker?" Callum asked.
"Yea, his name is Mike. You know, Jake. That's his older brother." Callum nods his head staring at me. I smile and sign the papers before handing it over to him, I see the streets becoming busy and into rush hour the moment it strikes eleven. Mike continues unstocking.
"Great, thank you beautiful. See you next week." Mike takes out the last crate of flowers.
"Thank you. Bye Callum." I enter the shop as I close the back doors of his car, he drives away, and I walk inside already seeing Lauren and Greg here. Customers began coming in and Mike waits for me to tell him what to do. "Guys this is Mike, Jakes brother. This is Lauren basically my sister."
"You know it boo." She winks at me; I scoff and see Greg watching Mike sternly.
"Okay- "The bells to the door ring once more.
I see Nicholas walking inside; his eyes meet my own and I give him a smile before turning back to the group. "Lauren you are in charge of Mike, Mike if you need anything go to Lauren. Greg you are on till and where is Jake?"
"Jake is not feeling well today."
"He didn't even call me?" I spoke.
"I told him; I was going to tell you." Greg mumbles, I nod my head as I grab my bag and remove my apron. "Alright, I'm heading out. Bye guys, make some sales." I turn to walk towards Ace, I slip my hands in his arms as we head out of the store.
He opens the car door for me, and I slip inside along with him, I adjust my dress and do my seatbelt.
"So where are we going?"
"To get us some wedding rings, clothes and shoes." He spoke, facing his phone.
"Right, are you upset with me because I didn't want you to pay for my store?" I shot out; the silence was unbearable. I knew he never talks much, only says a few words here and there, but the atmosphere was wrong.
"I am not upset; I don't do emotions."
"You do anger, and according to my studies. Anger is a strong emotion." Nicholas faces me, I give him a smirk as I put my lips to do his angry face. "This is how you look like when you're angry."
"You look like a constipated puppy." I gasped laughing as I push him. Gently.
"See, you just made a joke. That is called humour, humour produces laughter."
"Humour is not an emotion, the emotion it is expressed with relief, mirth, joy, happiness, embarrassment, nervous laughter, paradoxical laughter, courtesy laugh, evil laughter. Is then seen as emotions." I just sat there, shaking my head as I grabbed my forehead.
"You just ruined the joke,"
"I did not know we were joking."
"It is called sarcasm. We were being sarcastic."
He gave me a puzzled look, so I made the decision to remain silent. I open the door as the car stops and see that we have arrived at a shopping centre. I haven't gone shopping in a while! I grab my bag and start to walk when I get tugged in a different way.
The way of the luxury stores, where everything was more expensive than it needed to be. Clothes costing over $1,000 and ten-grand shoes. We head to the first store, everyone in the room looked up as soon as we entered, even a few women. The employee approaches us while holding an iPad in his right hand.
"Mr Hernandez, Mrs Hernandez. Welcome- "
"Open up the private room, Antonio should have told you of my coming." Before a man in a suit and a woman appear, the girl identified as Sara nods her head. "Mr and Mrs Hernández, follow me for the private room please."
I felt really uneasy after some women gave me repulsive looks, and then I felt my hands entwine with another person's. Nicholas is holding my hands as I look down; he nods, and I smile as we start to approach the mirrored doors. It opens to show a gloomy chamber filled with a vast amount of garments.
"This is the one-of-a-kind edition, made by Antonio himself. I am going to leave you both here, please strip so we could get your measurement by my co-worker here." A row of three women walk inside as they pull me into the dressing room.
I look back and see Nicholas sitting down as he talks to a man; the woman strips my clothes of all of a sudden as they take out measuring strips and begins measuring my body. My thighs, my arms and my stomach. "She has wide hips, small waist and thick thighs. Her bum is big from the back, and she is medium height. Her chest is in the middle of being big but slightly small."
"Off you go and bring me the dresses," They each left, before coming back with some of the dresses.
"How much even are these?"
"Mr Hernandez said the money isn't an issue,"
"Yes, it is, I'm not spending over five grand."
"Ten thousand dollars was spent on the clothes we are displaying to you. Now put this one on, please." As the dress is put on over my head, my eyes widen. In the mirror, I gazed. It was a stunning dress.
With a long slit running from my thigh to the finish, it clings my waist and legs equally. I'm wearing a belt. They handed me what appear to be pricey earrings as they opened a package in front of me while wearing white gloves.
I slipped them on and fixed my hair before I exited the fitting room.
I hear Nicholas serious talking but the minute I was in sight, his eyes glanced up and attached to my own. I continued walking until I reached the mirror. Nicholas' eyes travel down and up my body as the man besides him stands, "you are beautiful..." the old man whispers.
"Bella, this is the owner of the store Antonio." I smile as I shake his hand.
"A pleasure to be of your acquaintance, Mr Hernandez is a lucky man." I chuckled and looked in the direction of Nicholas. He rolls his eyes. "I will be right back. Let me leave you and Mr Hernandez alone."
As he exits the room, Nicholas gives me a wide-eyed look before slipping out of the chair. He approaches me and then stands immediately behind me.
I could have reached his chest, but he was taller. I inhale deeply as his broad hands caress my arms.
He pushes the lock that was covering my neck away as he slides it in close to my neck. He turns to face me in the mirror before lowering his head to touch my ears. "I don't like people complimenting what is mine before I do."
Then perhaps be quicker." He laughs. My eyes widened when I realised it was the first time, I had ever heard him laugh. It was beautiful. Perfect and not at all what I had anticipated. Sexy and deep.
As he turns me around, he grabs the back of my head and points it in the direction of his lips. I take a quick look at his lips.
The door opens and Antonio walks inside, he pauses by the door thinking if he should leave or not. "Oh, my apologies. Did I disturb something?" He asked, I glanced at Nicholas who took a quick look of my face before turning away to face Antonio.
"Nothing Antonio, do you have any more dresses for my wife?" I let out a staggered breath, did that really just happen. Did he-Did Nicholas-Did.
Did Nicholas just-just tease me?